Today I Fucked Up

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/elliot-witt on 2024-11-03 05:33:36+00:00.

I (M18) work at a tourism agency where we offer visa application services. We help prepare a customer’s case essentially. I’ve been really busy and had this one customer who needed to travel early, so i decided to take his stuff home. Im a pretty responsible person, for example ive never lost a customer’s document, or anything item of my own for that matter. I brought this customer’s documents and passport home with me, so i could finish his application form and get him out of my workload. I’ve been really busy, but also just tired of working so I’ll be honest and say i’ve been slacking off a little. Anyways, I decided to work in the dining room as i had a guest over, and we were just chatting while i worked.

Something came up and i had to go outside, so i closed mt laptop and put the customer’s stuff on the side of the table. I didn’t push my chair in, and quickly left.

I have 3 dogs. You can probably sense how this is going.

When i came back, they had chewed and ripped the passports. His expired passport, was just gnawed on the edges but of course the passport he was gonna apply with (that were full of valid visas might i remind you), was missing half of its back leather side.

His passport wouldn’t be accepted in his application and i had to call my boss. Of course my boss was pissed and told me to call the customer and figure it out. I felt like shit. It took me an hour to muster up the courage to call the customer, and surprisingly he was a bit understanding. Upset of course, but didn’t yell or freak out or anything. My company is gonna cover the costs of his new passport, as well as not take any service charges for his application. I told my boss that any expense regarding this should be cut off my paycheck. I don’t know if Ive been fired or am going to.

TLDR; i left a customer’s passport out in the open and my dogs ate it. Had to call the customer and we’re covering his expenses for his new passport. Don’t leave your passport out in the open.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Ya_Nerdy_Enby on 2024-11-03 02:12:44+00:00.

This happened last week, but I did just hear about the second half today.

Last Friday I had a girl I met online on bumbl over at my place, it was the first time we met, she specifically said she wasn't looking fot a hook up. That's fine whatever, sohad no thoughts of a hook up at all. She came over and she was wearing a gorgeous dress, very sexy. We played with my dog for a bit then went to my back porch and shared some wine, bout half a bottle between the two of us. We hit it off very well, at least in my opinion. We talked for a few hours laughed and got to know each other. We'll she had to leave to because she worked early the next morning, I walked her to her car.

Fast forward to today. Apparently she is friends with a couple of girls that I work with. Last night they went out with them and she complained to them. That I didn't even try to make a move on her during that time despite her dropping a ton of hints ( which I 100% did not notice) and she told her them that she thinks I noticed the hints but ignored her attempts completely because I wasn't interested and that I was mean because I led her on, and she isn't responding to my messages.

So if you read this, I was interested, I'm just w little stupid.

TL;DR: I missed obvious hints and ended up offending a girl

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/TheClarkFactor on 2024-11-02 17:44:34+00:00.

This happened yesterday, but I needed a day to recover.

I’m a tech executive at a midsize company. I have a new team member—a younger female who is sharp, talented and professional. She just started, so we haven’t gotten to know each other very well.

She was in my office for a meeting. I was at my desk wrapping something up, and she was sitting at the small meeting desk in my office, working on something while she waited. She wasn’t looking at me.

I finished and sent an email, then turned to join her at the desk. As I did, I pressed my hands together as if to indicate “ok, on to the next thing.”

Out of my hands comes the beefiest fart noise you can imagine. It literally startled me. She didn’t flinch, but there was definitely a shift in the room.

I didn’t know what to do. I wasn’t 100% sure she heard it, so it seemed weird to bring it up. I even tried squeezing my hands together a couple more times to make it happen again, but no such luck. Now I might always be the boss who blasted ass all over the office.

tl;dr: My hands farted and ruined my professional credibility

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/madeupneighbor on 2024-11-02 16:10:28+00:00.

My husband and I rented a spot (obligatory this was in the spring, not today) at a local Mennonite market for a community yard sale. I was going to put a price sticker on this plastic bucket of dinosaurs, but decided just to hand out dinosaurs to kids that came to our booth. It was a hit and I was having fun.

A Mennonite family came to the booth and I was chatting with them, they had picked up some stuff, super nice. Then I asked their little kids if they wanted a dinosaur and they said no. I kinda doubled down, like really? You don’t want a dinosaur? And they shook their heads and backed up a little. Their parents looked a little stricken and ushered them to the next booth, and it took a minute or two of wondering what just happened that I realized I needed to do some Googling.

Sure enough, Mennonites don’t believe in dinosaurs. I think I actually offended them, because most of the Mennonites steered clear of our booth the rest of the weekend.

TLDR: offended a religious family by offering them dinosaur toys.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/mn25dNx77B on 2024-11-02 14:56:00+00:00.

I got into the elevator with a young guy wearing shorts and a prosthetic leg. He was actually escorting people up and down the elevator and he had to get up off his chair to ride up with me.

I looked at his prosthetic and it had a foot type I've never seen before

I thought maybe he had several prosthetics for different purposes

So I asked him, "How many legs do you have?"

He kinda laughed nervously and said "Just one"

Then I thought he meant he just had one prosthetic. That kinda made me sad. To which I replied

"Hopefully as you get older you'll get a bunch more".

He was smiling but he seemed confused. I smiled back at him confidently , thinking I had made the world a little bit brighter.

I didn't realize until I left the elevator what I'd done.

TL;DR asked a one-legged man how many legs he had

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Kayslay8911 on 2024-11-02 11:41:33+00:00.

Lately I haven’t been wearing my glasses because one of my kids sat of them and now they don’t stay on my face and I guess I’ve gotten used to not seeing very clearly because when I left for the bar I didn’t even consider putting on my contacts. My husband and his friend were set to meet me and my friends at the bar later on since I went for happy hour.

It’s gotten late, it’s dark out, and we’re in the outdoor area, the lights at night always mess with me because I have a severe astigmatism so everything is looking a bit cartoonish between my blindness and the cocktails. I notice my husband alone in a corner sitting on his phone, I KNOW it’s him because he’s wearing thick black glasses and the khaki Nike high tops I bought him a year ago, and he has a short haircut and beard, clearly that man is my husband.

So I wanted to play a little and I started dancing like an absolute little slut, FOR MY HUSBAND. My dress is short and flowy so a little hip dip would swish it and you could totally see my butt when I did. My friends were loving it, thinking I was just dancing for myself, and I can see my husband is laser focused on me, that is until I feel a hand on me, up my dress! I freaked out and was ready to deck someone over the ass grab, only to find my actual husband, sans khaki high tops, greeting me. I’m so confused by the sorcery he performed until I realized that the man I was dancing for was not my husband, and I am, in fact, an idiot. Everyone had a good laugh at my expense though, that was fun…

Later on in the night, my not-husband tried to talk to me and said I was “an incredible dancer,” so I’ll be moving in to the woods and living as a hermit to escape my vast and eternal mortification.

TL;DR: I danced for the wrong man because he vaguely resembled my husband and I am blind.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Bertscern on 2024-11-02 04:32:42+00:00.

So firstly I should probably say this is so far from my normal behaviour it's unspeakable. I got home drunk from a night out and I dunno what possessed me but googling an escort crossed my horny drunk mind....

I've never done anything like that before and already I was second guessing when I was waiting for her.... I am a romantic lover and what gets me off is knowing a girl really wants to be with me so I should have known my soldier wouldn't stand to attention with someone I paid.

After 10 mins of nothing happening I just gave her the money and told to leave because it was embarrassing... I know it was one of the worst/embarrassing experiences of my life, but at the same time I'm kind of glad to know that I'm physically incapable of fucking someone that doesn't wanna fuck me and I won't ever be doing anything like that again... expensive lesson to learn though 🤣

Tl:Dr ordered a hooker for the first time and sent her home after 10 mins because I couldn't get hard for her

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Bright-Equal-2422 on 2024-11-02 07:29:06+00:00.

TW: sexual harassment. Original post in my profile under same title.

Well, I'd like to say thank you to everyone that took the time to comment on my last post, it's because of you that I finally saw that I was not fucking up even though now my relationship with basically my whole family is. Unfortunately the result was not a pretty one.

I spoke to my parents and the whole conversation was just off. To begin with, they don't understand why it took me so long to speak up. I tried explaining that for me this is a very sensitive topic and on top of that I was scared of how everyone would react. Second, it is well known that I usually have a very strong attitude and don't have an issue with telling people to fuck off or standing up for myself, which in their eyes makes it strange that I wasn't able to do that with Dumbo. Yes, I don't have a problem with doing that to people that have no major impact on my life and to be honest even today I am asking myself why I didn't react this way with him, although I wanted too, I just couldn't bring myself to do it, but I also know that if I did Dumbo and Rose would run off to my parents complaining about how disrespectful I am and it would have been messy either way. Third, they say things don't add up because in the end I never took their advice which was to remove myself from the situation and second to have a conversation with Rose and Dumbo. I have found a nice place to live as of Dec 1st and I spoke to Rose as I honestly didn't want, nor did I feel comfortable speaking to her husband in the beginning. Like I said in the first post, when I told Rose I was going to speak to Dumbo she said no because he wasn't going to listen and she agrees that we have nothing to talk about. I explained this to my parents but they weren't having it. They said that I need to face Dumbo as he is the one causing the issue for me. I told them very clearly that I wasn't going to force him to sit down and listen to me but according to them that is exactly what I should be doing. My dad says that at the end of the day, I don't know what Dumbo's intentions were and this won't get solved until he and I talk it out. That a lot of people look at me and it's not that big of a deal. He's angry that I've done nothing to solve this matter myself, and even if I "know" that Dumbo won't listen that that's not the point, the point is trying. I reminded him that he wasn't just looking, it was constant comments, staring and putting his head on my boobs. I told him once again again that I wasn't going to force a grown man to listen to me. But he kept on saying that I wasted their time by not taking their advice. Finally, my parents ended it by saying that because I haven't been transparent with them and it seems like I basically wasted their time then that is how they'd like to keep our relationship: with a wall up.

I had prepared myself to take a step back from my parents if needed, but the fact that they did it because I "wasted their time" just hurts. I feel like they went into this convo with the mindset of not believing me and nothing I could have said would've change that. Just the fact that they're telling me to force this man that's ten years older than me to sit down and listen knowing damn well that because I don't want to be alone with him his wife would have to be there and she'd be jumping down my throat every two seconds is like telling me to flip a hot pancake with no gloves and to "try to not get burnt" knowing damn well that I will. He never offered to be moderator.

I had a feeling that this would have been the result, so in a way I do feel like I did fuck up, in the end, Rose and Dumbo are perfectly happy (or so it seems), They both still have a great relationship with my parents, my relationship with all of them is messed up and I'm feeling pretty depressed. Once I move out completely I will be in a better mental state, I won't have any toxic people in my life, I'll be saving money as the new place is a lot cheaper and most importantly I know that I still have people that Love and support me even if it's very few.

Once again, Thank you to everyone that gave me words of support on my last post, it means so much.

TL;DR: I have messed up my relationship with my whole family for speaking up about be harassed

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/WPBcrazy on 2024-11-01 23:22:46+00:00.

For reference, the name of the vendor in question will be left anonymous, as well as my workplace. Just thought I'd mention that.

So I (M31) work at a food court at my local mall. During my time working here, this one place that's here has been letting me have free drinks as well as free refills.

Well, today, I managed to fuck it all up. The owner of the vendor was at the till, and when I asked for a soda, he rang me up for $3. Now, me thinking he must've forgotten about my free drinks, I got confused. He said that's how much they always were, and that's when I mentioned the free soda I'd get. Big mistake...

He gets angry and starts demanding which one of his workers is doing that so he can fire them. One thing to know about me is that I am NOT good with confrontation, so I got flustered and started stumbling over my words while this guy is screaming at me to tell him. One of the workers there somehow gets him to chill, and tells me to just come back later. I felt SO horrible throughout my shift, but DID end up getting a soda somewhere else.

Never did hear from those guys for the rest of the day as they would end up getting closed down for the day (or maybe permanently, I dunno) and I have no idea why. Going forward, I'm just gonna pay the $3 there (if they ever open back up). It ain't no big loss, plus I'll still get free refills! :D

TL;DR: I thought the owner of a food court vendor knew I got free drinks, he didn't and got angry, I got my soda somewhere else, they closed up shop for unknown reasons

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Ayonics on 2024-11-02 01:41:42+00:00.

I’m currently in the process of adopting my daughter(stepdaughter but I’ve raised her). The court has been sending me through the loops to get paperwork done rightfully so. Today I went to the sheriffs office to get a background check done. This place in particular is very empty like a lunch room it echos like crazy. So I walked to the window and told the lady I needed a background check done. She took a call in between all this and was saying something to the lady on the phone and I was distracted on what she was talking about. So she asked me what the background check was for while showing me the paperwork. I was completely zoned out and stumbled over my words and for some reason my soft spoken self yelled “abortion!” I swear as soon as the words rolled out my mouth I froze and the lady just stared at me and was like do you mean adoption I just shook my head and busted out laughing so did she. The thought that the other 4 offices heard it and probably do not know the context makes it so much funnier. I filled out most of the paperwork and forgot what to put on one of the lines so I went back up and she said I put my name and don’t put abortion. As soon as I got my paperwork back I had to call the wife and tell her that apparently we are having an abortion instead of an adoption.

TLDR I went to get a background check done for an adoption and ended up telling it was for an abortion instead

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/sydneyghibli on 2024-11-01 19:47:35+00:00.

It was about 10 years ago. I was 19 or so at the time. I was driving while drinking some delicious boba. A boba pearl got stuck at the bottom of the straw, the pointy end that stabs through the seal. I proceed to flip the straw over and start sucking to get the pearl out. Car in front of me randomly brakes, causing me to also hit the brakes…. Straw goes down my throat and when I take it out there is a chunk of flesh attached to it.

Went to urgent care and got it looked at. They said it would likely heal with no issues and gave me antibiotics to be safe. Everything ended up being fine. Healed after a while but it hurt like hell to swallow for a couple weeks.

TLDR; Don’t drink pointy from straws and drive, kids. Even though I still admittedly drink from a straw while driving… just not the pointy end of a boba straw.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Tall_Shape_5621 on 2024-11-02 04:09:59+00:00.

So, technically, this was a life long thing with consequences about a year or two ago, but I'm here as a cautionary tale. Quick notes, I'm currently 20, AFAB.

For most of my life, I've ignored any signals from my body saying I needed to use the bathroom. I'd typically pee like twice a day, the times at most. This was most of my life. If I felt the need, and didn't want to, I'd ignore it, because my bladder was strong, and I didn't care. Last year, this backfired on me. Big. I could no longer ignore that urge. I had a minute tops as warning, and if I didn't make it... well, you can probably figure it out. This lasted about a year. Quick warning, then failure. I went to a doctor finally after probably 4 months, because I'm an American college student. I'm poor. Did tests, all came back negative. Doctor told me it sounded like urinary incontinence. This was a constant threat to me. I cut back fluids out of fear of it happening in class, or outside between classes, or a car trip in the middle of nowhere. That of course lead to dehydration, which was a while range of other issues. This year, I'm no longer struggling, it is gone. I can ignore it. However, I don't, because I do NOT want to relive that experience.

I don't tell this for no reason, I

TL;DR: If you need to use the bathroom, listen to your body. If you don't, it will fuck you over. I tried this, lead to urinary incontinence that lasted a year I get it's weird and gross. But hopefully this story will help someone realize your body gives you warnings to be nice. It can and will stop if you don't listen.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/A_fresh_outlook on 2024-11-01 13:57:32+00:00.

This obviously happened yesterday.

We work at a middle school in one of the Nordic countries where there isn't really a dress code. Both teachers and pupils wear pretty much whatever they want. Yesterday as it was Halloween a few pupils had some Halloween style accessories or tops on.

One of my colleagues had on a sweater that I had never noticed him wear before. It was a fleece-plaid monstrosity with a weird looking animal on the front. I sat down with him and asked him about his Halloween costume and he looked at me strangely and said it was just his sweater. I laughed a bit awkwardly and apologized before we just changed the subject and moved on.

I think we are still friends although I'll be careful not to mention anything about his questionable fashion choices again.

TL;DR: Not all bad outfits are costumes, even on Halloween.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/CatDadMilhouse on 2024-10-31 14:36:46+00:00.

tldr at the bottom. This happened about a decade ago, and something else I was just reading reminded me of it so I thought I'd share.

I had just moved into a new place about a week prior. I was renting a bedroom in a small house, and the only other person who lived there was the owner. It was a great setup for me, because his work schedule and social life meant I was often the only person home. As such, for the first time in years, my music-loving self could set up a decent pair of speakers and a subwoofer and listen to music at levels that would be pretty inconsiderate in a shared space, but not screamingly loud or anything. Well, the subwoofer itself was pretty much turned all the way up, but that's because it was much smaller than the other speakers, so that was how I got it to be at an appropriate match. This setup was in my bedroom, not a shared space.

One night, I was listening to music while lying in bed. It turned into one of those nights where I went from wired to tired pretty quickly, and so I just hit the remote for the stereo to turn it off before passing out. That doesn't turn the subwoofer off, but whatever, I'm not worried about the couple of pennies it'll cost to keep that thing running overnight.

I was worried, however, at about 2:00AM when I suddenly heard someone screaming in my bedroom. In my utterly discombobulated state, it took me a few seconds to realize that the screaming was coming through my subwoofer. I double checked, and my stereo was off.

As I relayed this to someone at work the next day, they asked where my new place was. When I told them, they started laughing. They said "when you go home tonight, take a look at the house next to yours. And take a look at their back yard."

I get home that night, and what do I find? Behind their modest ranch house is a 30' tall antenna mast that apparently everyone in town knew about except for me. Turns out the guy is an amateur radio hobbyist who loved playing with CB and ham radio equipment. And my crappy thrift-store subwoofer was picking up his transmissions because of the way things were wired.

tl;dr - left a subwoofer on overnight and was jarred awake by the sound of an amateur radio hobbyist next door screaming through the speaker

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/thewindows95nerd on 2024-10-31 11:09:19+00:00.

So it was night time and I had a short 1 hour flight for some errands. I arrived at the airport early too and mostly relaxed and crashed around the area especially after going through TSA. However, I did not get enough good sleep the night prior as I had so much work on my plate. Since I was off work, I mostly relaxed and used my laptop treating it as a nice evening/night to unwind as there was not much going on the week for me. Closer to the boarding time, I arrived at the gate and took a seat to wait to board for my flight. Now usually, I am good about waking up right just when my boarding group is called and so when the urge to nap came, I started napping being completely forgetful of the fact that I was already exhausted and that I am at a "quiet terminal". I then woke up at the airport to that my gate was empty and then checked the time to see that the time was 30 minutes past the departing time of my flight. Now, had this been an international flight, I probably would have been panicking but luckily it wasn't. I wasn't exactly going to go through the hassle of trying to get a flight rebooked with a gate agent for something that was my own fault so I had simply booked a last minute flight that was 8 hours later in the morning which was not that expensive and it was even with the same airline. I ended up continuing to sleep at the airport as a result internally facepalming myself over the extreme stupidity of what I had done and then woke up a bit earlier to prepare to board for my new flight this time and finally made it on my way. Surprisingly, my return flight was not cancelled for being a no-show for the original outbound flight and I was even able to board and go on my way back home on the original return flight (and funnily enough, I ended up just sleeping for most of the flight and woke up just in time for descent). But yeah, still was rather perplexed by my own stupidity and definitely will probably be putting various alarms right around boarding time in case I snooze off.

TL;DR: Overslept at my boarding gate and ended up missing the flight.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/olliegw on 2024-10-30 19:50:04+00:00.

I collect and wear pocket watches, i've worn lots but lately i've been wearing a 1914 Hamilton 992, a watch made for the railroads, it's long overdue a service so i decided to take it out of storage and give it a spin while trying to find someone who'll service it.

Because it's a railroad watch it has a safety dial (clearly marked hours and minutes) and watch dials back then were enamel, and this one was in good condition, i've also never managed to chip, scratch or crack one, both of those changed today.

You see, there's something else about this watch, concerning the case the movement is in, for those unfamilar with pocket watches, most have a back cover that hinges down or screws off just like any other watch.

Not this watch though, to probably make the time inspector happy and make sure none of that coal dust could get into the movement while stoking the boiler (or desert sand while driving the spikes i guess) it's in a swing out case.

To open a case like this, you first pull up the crown (which doesn't set this watch because railroads), unscrew the crystal (cover) off the front and pry up on a tab located at 6 o'clock, the whole movement will hinge up, kinda like one of those cars where the whole body has to come up to get to the engine.

There's a few cardinal rules about opening a case like this, never do it with the crown down, and never do it with either hand at six o'clock or you'll bend them if you slip.

Also do it with the right piece, a finger nail or a paper clip, never use something of a hard metal, i should imagine it was made to fit some american coin that i don't have.

This morning i was hinging it open to do a movement inspection, i like it to do it on my old watches from time to time to make sure there's no nasty surprises (i also picked it up last night and it made a funny feeling like a spring unwinding), parts hanging off or cracked jewels, i couldn't get a good grip on the tab though so i decided to use a random piece of metal i found on my desk.

I broke the main rule of mechanical sympathy, never force anything, and it was a hard metal, and it was too thick for the tab.

It slipped.

There is now the tiniest chip at 6 o'clock in the dial, a reminder to me that swing out cases suck and to get the watchmaker to replace it with a normal one with a screwback or something.

It's definitely a tiny triangle shaped chip though, i am so lucky it wasn't worse, no hands got bent, no cracks and it's so small it's in the bleed area of the dial so you can't see it with the crystal screwed on, there is a tiny line of paint missing from the number 6 but it was probably pre-existing.

Just worried that cracks could spread from it or something now.

TL;DR: I chipped the dial on my 110 year old pocket watch while trying to access the movement, luckily not as bad as it could have been

The damage

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/stop_lewking_at_me on 2024-11-01 03:25:41+00:00.

TIFU Sooooo I bought a log cabin on 10 acres in Texas. I had been looking and looking and constantly scrolling Zillow. I was getting ready to give up. It sold for half the price of a townhouse in the nearby city where I work.

I can't believe it happened. It's literally my dream house and I never thought it would be possible. I am officially the out of town person who buys the obviously haunted house and can't believe what a deal it was.

The last owner committed suicide. The realtor says not at the house, but still, not ideal. This is manageable. I can fill the house with life and love and happiness.

The real big kicker is that after I had an accepted offer, I did the ol' sex offender search. The neighbor directly across the street broke into a house, tied up the boyfriend, robbed the place, and sexually assaulted a 17 year old woman. He did his time and is out of jail. This happened in 2007. Maybe he's rehabilitated? He's rehabilitated, right? This thing is in the middle of nowhere and the one neighbor is this guy. Other than that there is no one around which is what I wanted. He's definitely rehabilitated.

TLDR: I bought a house in the middle of nowhere and the ONE neighbor is a rapist.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/NecessaryAvocado4449 on 2024-10-31 23:56:11+00:00.

A long time ago (2013), in a reddit account that is far far away (deleted) I had a brief moment of reddit fame. An IAMA post that skyrocketed to the top, with tens of thousands of karma and posts and questions. I was briefly internet famous.

As I scoured through my thousands of comments, and odd one appeared. A person had given me a gift of something I had heard of, but never even crossed my mind to care about. But I thought, what the hell. I'll accept it. It was nice of him to spend a few bucks on me.

I clicked the link and created the account to recieve the gift.

The gift was just 1% of the full item. Only worth a few bucks. As I looked at my account, I very clearly remeber my OCD telling me to buy the other 99% just so it would be a whole number. It would have been like, 90ish bucks. I had 90 bucks. But....nah....that's game money.

Logged out of that account right after i created it and didn't think about it again for another 11 years. Figured the account was long gone.

A few days ago I looked in my spam folders and saw a legitimate message emails from that account still were getting sent to me. I thought they were spam before, but close review everything looked legit.

Could the account possibly still exsist?

A few days of frustrating automated customer service, account recovery, and doing them same identity tify verififcation half a dozen times....

But finally...today....I won the fight and got the account back. The same accoumt I had not logged in to for 11 years.

Surely the gift was gone. Nope...it was still there. It is mine again.

That gift from a redditor in 2013 was 0.01 bitcoin. The account was coinbase. And it's still there.

Had I just listened to my OCD and spent that 80 bucks in 2013....it would be 70,000 and not 700....

Oh well. Whoever sent me that gift, than you for the 700 bucks 11 years later!!!

TLDR: Got a reddit gift in 2013 of 0.01 bitcoin for a AMA post. Almost spent 90ish bucks to get it to an even 1 for OCD reasons. Bought games instead.

I just recovered the account after 11 years...it's still there. The 700 would be 70,000 had I just listened to my OCD brain 11 years ago....

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Aware-Bee5907 on 2024-10-31 12:04:34+00:00.

Today is kinda bad. I got a job interview on Tuesday. A guy who interviewed me seemed eager to have me on the team. He mentioned a lot about workload, work environment, him wanted to expand the team and moved to other position within the company, or even wanted to take me to for a tour around the office. Then when he asked if I had any questions, I told him that it probably worked if he gave me the assignment to see if I’m a ‘good fit’. He seemed excited no one has ever asked him anything like that before. Then after I left the interview, he sent me an email with an assignment with the deadline on 5pm Wednesday .

I stayed up all night from 7pm to 4.30 am to do the assignment. At 1pm Wednesday the HR called to confirm that I received the email and asked about the progress. At 4.30pm I sent the assignment to him and he said he would give me a feedback today.

And today at 11am, he sent me an email confirming that the company would not proceed with my application. He confirmed it wasn’t about assignment he gave me in which he valued and appreciated.

I don’t know. I called it bullshit. If it wasn’t about the assignment then what would it be? And I just thought why wouldn’t I just scam the shit out of him at least for a month? Why did I just go an extra mile to prove my honesty and want the best for everyone? Why didn’t he just tell me that the work didn’t meet the criteria and he wished me the best of luck? Why just leave me in the limbo and leave me wondering what I did wrong ? Why ? Bullshit !

Anyway. I’ve got a new job interview coming up next week. Should I ask for the assignment again?

TL;DR : got a final round job interview on Tuesday and it seems like I got a job. Voluntarily asked for an assignment. Stayed up all night to do the assignment. Got a feedback from the employer that he will not proceed with my application today but he said it wasn’t about the assignment.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Substantial-Path1258 on 2024-10-31 04:06:36+00:00.

As a kid I would sleep on the top bunk of the bed. My parents thought I was the smarter one and was worried that my younger brother would roll off. Because I was on the top bunk, I got to put up those cool glow in the dark stars, but I would also be able to touch the ceiling. Our house was built in the 1950s and it had a popcorn ceiling. I would pick at the ceiling and sometimes small pieces of the popcorn would come off. Because it's called popcorn, I would eat it. It didn't really taste like anything really. I think I have an oral fixation because I would also randomly chew and eat things like paper lollipop sticks. A friend made a joke about asbestos today and told me that it's been used to make popcorn ceilings. I knew that asbestos was used to make the snow in wizard of oz, but not ceilings??? I no longer live in that house and currently don't have a popcorn ceiling. But I can't remember really how much asbestos I consumed. It was just little bits here and there and I didn't create a noticeable mark on the ceiling. At least I thought it wasn't noticeable. Not sure what the long term affects are. I'm still alive and no cancer yet.

TL;DR: I was a dumb kid that ate asbestos

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Cheap_Requirement_79 on 2024-10-31 03:02:09+00:00.

To preface this, I’ve always had issues with my nose being oily and dry at the same time causing flaky, oily skin and I have never been able to control or fix it.

Three days ago I decided I was sick of my nose being so flaky and decided to take an eyebrow razor to it. I figured it would get all of the dead skin off and make my nose nice and smooth and give it a little restart like dermaplaning. However, I know absolutely nothing about dermaplaning and didnt bother to look anything up before I did it.

After I made my nose nice and smooth, I noticed it was a little red but as soft as a baby’s bottom. Beauty is pain right?

Wrong.

Today my nose has returned the torture I gave it and provided me with oily, flaky skin again. But that’s not all. It is EXTREMELY bumpy and almost feels like a sunburn. I look like the bitch from Snow White right in time for Halloween.

TL;DR I took a razor to my nose and caused myself to look like a witch the day before Halloween.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/ReadditMan on 2024-10-31 00:26:50+00:00.

So this isn't really a huge fuck up but kind of a funny/incredibly cringy story.

I recently moved into a new apartment and was having trouble with my washing machine so the maintenance man came over to take a look. I happened to have my work computer open and as he was leaving he saw I was working in an Adobe program; he asked what I do for a living and I told him I'm a graphic designer.

He immediately got very excited and asked if I could hold on while he went to grab his phone. My first thought was that he was going to ask if I could make something for him, which is something I'm used to, but instead he comes back and starts explaining that his daughter is currently going to school for graphic design. I said that's awesome and he asked if I could do him a favor and wait a moment while he called her, I said yes.

This is where things got messy. There was already a bit of a language barrier going on because he isn't fluent in English, so I wasn't really able to ask why he wanted to call her, but I assumed he was just oddly excited to tell her he had met another graphic designer.

Not the case...what he actually wanted was for me to speak with her.

Background info: I'm a recent college graduate myself and have only been in the field for a couple years. I'm also very socially awkward.

He calls her, says some things in Spanish that I assume was something along the lines of "I met someone who's a graphic designer", and then he proceeds to hand me the phone.

Thrown off guard, I reluctantly take it and on the other end is a very confused girl who sounded about the same age as me and was definitely fluent in English. We both had no idea what was happening, I don't know what her Father thought we were going to discuss but the exchange that followed was a series of awkward hellos and mumbled confusion as I tried to ask what he wanted me to say to her. He just kept gesturing and saying "Talk with her", but I wasn't prepared or comfortable talking about a job I'm new to myself, and it was obvious from her voice that she was also uncomfortable, so I just said I'm sorry and gave the phone back.

Her Father seemed to finally realize he had created a very uncomfortable situation, thanked me, and then left. I'm still cringing at how awkward I was.

TL;DR: I told my apartment maintenance man that I'm a graphic designer and he called his daughter expecting me to provide her with advice or something but I'm too socially awkward.

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/ClementineWhisper on 2024-10-30 22:32:42+00:00.

Recently, we had a big family gathering, and my mom, who still had a good relationship with my ex, decided to invite her without telling me. I only found out she was coming when she showed up… and, to everyone’s surprise, she came with her new boyfriend! I knew we’d moved on, but seeing them together in such a personal setting and in front of my whole family was awkward on a whole new level.

My parents tried to act as if everything was fine, but the rest of my family was visibly uncomfortable. The worst part was when my grandma, who doesn’t hold back, outright asked if the new boyfriend was “better” than me. My ex got flustered, her boyfriend looked uncomfortable, and I just wanted to disappear. After that incident, I felt embarrassed and even a bit upset with my family for not giving me a heads-up. This definitely wasn’t the gathering I had in mind.

TL;DR: TIFU by letting my family meet my ex without knowing she’d bring her new boyfriend

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Similar_Ganache8118 on 2024-10-30 07:18:13+00:00.

this friend of mine...we were really close 6 years ago and we slowly drifted apart. why u ask? life happened. he still remained as the dearest friend of mine throughout the years. we were still the goofy friends, laughing...giggling...having fun in my head. lil did i know that wasn't the case in the other end. he never really considered me as a good friend of his. i did notice it then and there, but chose not to care about it. TODAY...i was dumb and vulnerable (worst combination ever) told him how important i consider the friendship and how friendships mean to me. guess how he responded?? that i am being clingy and that i am not accepting the fact that people have their lives to live, as if i ever complained any of his doings. i was always available whenever he needed anything and this is what i get when i express myself. my fault! should've stayed in the shadows lips shut.

TL;DR: fucked up expressing how important my friend was to me

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The original was posted on /r/tifu by /u/Canonconstructor on 2024-10-31 15:37:03+00:00.

This is a small TIFU, but a fu none the less.

I’m in a situationship with my on again off again boyfriend. This time around we decided to take things slow and be friends. As it turns out we are best friends and get along great.

Yesterday after work he came by to take care of me because I wasn’t feeling well. He made me dinner and we laid in bed watching tv. I finally started to feel better and asked if he wanted a back rub as a reward for doting on me the last few days. He enthusiastically agreed.

I just treated myself to new lotion from bath and body works so I grabbed the bottles and had him smell them to pick his favorite. It was dark, the only light was from the tv. I slathered him with the lotion thick because it smelled so good. Gave him an amazing back rub and we both fell asleep.

This morning at 6 am he woke up realizing he fell asleep at my place, and was late for work. Not wanting to wake me he got up and threw on clothes in the dark and left.

A side note is he is a foreman for a large tree company. He works with a bunch of dudes and they are all manly and will tease each other endlessly.

When I finally woke up, I was confused because it looked like my hands were covered in gold sparkly paint. I finally figured it out that for some reason the lotion had thick gold glitter in it.

I text him to alert him that he was covered in very noticeable glitter but I was too late, the boys have already noticed. It’s two hours into his work day and the teasing as only just began. He messaged me back that this probably makes us official as the crew will never let him live this down and I’ve officially marked my territory.

TLDR- gave my situationship a back rub in the dark not realizing the new lotion I used has lots of glitter in it, he woke up late, threw on clothes, and went to work covered in very noticeable gold glitter.

Edit: apparently glowtion = glitter lotion. I’m not mad it smells so good.